


Oh the many faces of Brooklyn Michelle. She is in one word a "character". Never a dull day around the feenstra house, often never a saine one either. She is such a hoot. Today she decided to strip down to her diaper and when that became cumbersome she ran around the house for a solid hour naked. I turned around at one point to figure out why she keept saying "boot, boot, boot" to find her wandering about buck naked with one boot on.

Switching gears now, you know that feeling, where nothing in the world is wrong, but things just don't seem to feel quite right? I am definitely in a bit of a funk right now. I have acknowledged that it is OKAY to feel this way, life is not designed to be all sunshine and sangria, but it's still bothersome. I know a lot of it is that we
have seen the light at the end of some very long, very dark tunnels in our time married, but you almost get addicted to the turmoil; correction, you stop depending on yourself and start calling on the Lord during those trials...and when everything is "normal" you miss that hunger. Look at that, I just traced my own issue down to the root in a blog post. Just having a ho-hum week I guess.
Matt is 6 weeks away from being done with school and he is gone from 6am-10:30pm Mon & Tues nights and when he is home on the weekends he is pretty much holed up in the office. I miss him terribly! But hallelujah to being 6 weeks from done! We are dropping B off with my parents for a long weekend in May and heading to Hood River for 3 nights. We are staying at this adorable little cottage with a patio overlooking a garden and a kitchen so we can cook some gourmet meals, 2 blocks from down town. Matt will golf while I get a massage, a long hike (crossing fingers for great weather), yummy food and SLEEP!! I am so excited for that alone time to reconnect as a couple I can hardly stand it. Just think what kind of mood I would be in without that on the books ;)
A friend sent me this quote the other day and I am now copying it because I love it (thanks erin):
"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are...let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want more, more than all the world, your return." Mary Jean Iron
Words to live by!